I feel so cold.
The chill in my skin won't go away.
My brokenness may never heal.
I don't know if I go go on.

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Black skulls in her eyes.
I don't know why,
But they are
Black skulls in her eyes.
She's so wounded.

Kings and queens like to roam.
They can't even feel the center of their hearts.
Broken people trying to find something to hold on too.
I can't even my heart in all their cries.

Chorus

I guess hope is just a my myth.
Why try to lie to ourselves?
When get even find some light,
And all we can see is

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Please hold onto your hope.
Hold on to dear life,
because the black skulls will soon go away.
Yeah her black skulls will soon go away,

Yeah her black skulls will just die away.